Romeo and Juliet..... as is found in New Moon

I was reading New Moon from the Twilight series and I came across something interesting. As some of y'all know, I like Shakespeare...... well, this is what the main character, Bella, thought about Romeo and Juliet......

To understand, here's what has taken place. Bella is completely torn between Edward, her first love, and Jacob, her very best friend. Edward, who really does love her, left without much explanation or warning. Bery much brokenhearted, she sought her friendship with Jacob to be a comfort for her. Someone she could always confide in no matter what. The only thing that makes things worse, Edward and Jacob despise each other.
Jacob had told Bella he was going to take her cliff diving. Something came up and he couldn't make it so Bella decided to jump by herself. Almost drowing, she hears a voice that encourages her to keep fighting. It was Edward's voice, her first love. She survives and she and Jacob are now at his house. Jacob is sleeping from complete exhaustion and Bella can't sleep.

"Jacob was still asleep; he'd slumped down onto the floor and his breathing was deep and even. The house was darker now that before, it was black outside the window. I was stiff, but warm and almost dry. The inside of my throat burned with every breath I took.
I was going to have to get up-at least to get a drink. But my body wanted to lie here limp, to never move again.
Instead od moving, I thought about Juliet some more.
I wondered what she would have done if Romeo had left her, not because he was banished, but because he lost interest? What if Rosalind had given him the time of day and he'd changed his mind? What if, instead of marrying Juliet, he'd just disappeared?
I thought I knew how Juliet would feel.
She wouldn't go back to her old life, not really. She wouldn't ever have moved on, I was sure of that. Even if she'd lived until she was old and gray, every time she closed her eyes, it would have been Romeo's face she saw behind her lids. She would have accepted that, eventually.
I wondered if she would have married Paris in the end, just to please her parents, to keep the peace. No, probably not, I decided. But then, the story didn't say much about Paris. He was just a stick figure-a placeholder, a threat, a deadline to force her hand.
What if there were more to Paris?
What id Paris had been Juliet's friend? Her very best friend? What if he was the only one she could confde in about the whole devastating thing with Romeo? The one person who really understoof her and made her feel halfway human again? What if he was patient and kind? What if he took care of her? What if Juliet knew she couldn't survive without him? What if he really loved her, and wanted her to be happy?
And...what if she loved Paris? Not like Romeo. Nothing like that, of course. but enough that she wanted him to be happy, too?
Jacob's slow, deep breathing was the only sound in the room-like a lullaby hummed to a child, like the whisper of a rocking chair, like the ticking of an old clock when you had no where to go.... It was the sound of comfort.
If Romeo was really gone, never coming back, would it have matter whether or not Juliet had taken Paris up on his offer? Maybe she should have tried to settle into the leftover scraps of life that would have been as close to happiness as she could get.
I sighed, and then groaned when the sigh scraped my throat. I was reading too much into the story. Romeo wouldn't change his mind. That's why people still remember his name, always twined with hers: Romeo and Juliet. That's why it's such a good story. 'Juliet gets dumped and ends up with Paris' would have never been a hit.
I closed my eyes and drifted again, letting my mind wander away from the stupid play I didn't want to think about anymore. I thought about reality instead-about jumping off a cliff and what a brainless mistake that haad been. And not just the cliff, but the motorcycles and the whole irresponsible Evel Knievel bit. What if something had happened to me? What would that do to Charlie? Harry's heart attack had pushed everything suddenly into perspective for me. Perspective that I didnt' want to see, because-if I admitted to the truth of it-it wouls seem that I would have to change my ways. Could I live like that?"

what a girl wants

ok..... so..... i know i haven't written in a while. it's crazy!! my life completely consists of church, work, and school.... and that's about it. it's really sad that i don't have time to do anything else. it's not like all these things are bad by any means. they are all very beneficial, but i feel like my life has been taken over. i know... i know.... welcome to the real world, whitney!!! it's such a pain though!!

as i write this, i am laying on my bed watching a movie called "what a girl wants" and thinking to myself, what does a girl really want? considering that i am a girl, obviously... :), do i really know what i want?do i really know what i want 10 years from now? how about 5? or maybe even tomorrow? what about what i'm looking for in the perfect guy? what about my job? these things... they are important in the long-run, but what about now? is finding the right guy for me something that i need to make as a priority or just as an option at this time? i can't really say exactly what i'm officially going to do as my job because i'm going to school to be a pharmacy technician, but what if it doesn't work out? what am i going to do then. i know God has a plan for my life and that whatever happens is happening because it's already been pre-planned for my life. it's just crazy because i see a lot of my friends getting married and having kids and i can't help but think to myself, when is my turn going to come? will it ever come? i'm just really impatient and i know i need to work on it. so do i really need a guy to make me happy? no... not right now. would it be nice to have a guy that will be there when i need him... to hold me when i'm scared or sad.... to hold my hand in public...... to tell me i'm beautiful when i'm in sweats and no make-up...... yeah.... it would be nice..... but it doesn't look like it's going to be happening any time soon. and maybe that's a good thing..... it just makes me trust God more and completely depend on Him for everything i need.

That's My King

Have you ever wondered why on earth has God put you in the situations you are in? I do. A lot. I know I shouldn't, but I know that, because I am human, I want to know everything about why things happen, how they happen, and when they happen. There have been many times in my life when I just couldn't see how God could let these things happen to His child. But then I looked at the life of Job. He never once complained. He lost his entire family, his home, his friends, his health.... everything. But he never once blamed God. He praised God. Why can't I do that? I mean. Job was human, yet he chose to do the right thing. I just want to beat myself over and over again everytime I think that I deserve to know why things happen to me. As you know, well, if you didn't then you do now, my dad died before I was born, so y'all see where I became bitter. I didn't have my dad there. HE WASN'T THERE!!! He was never there. I thought to myself over and over again of why and how he could do this to me. I hadn't even met the man. How could a loving God take away a husband and a father right when the family is starting and not only that, they were one of the most loving Christian families out there. But you know, I might have been bitter, but if it hadn't been for my dad dying and my grandparents raising me and my sister. I wouldn't be where I am today. I wouldn't be the same Whitney that I am. Of course things would have totally been different if he were alive and we were still in Alabama, but what about the people that I absolutely love here in South Carolina? I don't know what I would do without them. They have been that encouragement when I thought there was no one. Would I have that if I stayed in Alabama? Probably, but not in the way God wanted it. So I just wanted to let you know, if you are in my life, I love you. I would trade any of you for all the riches in the world. I'm not bitter about the situation anymore. i realize that God has a bigger plan for my life than I have for myself and I know that He will take care of me. How can I be bitter about that? This poem has really helped me. It explains just some of the things about God that we can comprehend.... but my favorite part is where it says, "He supplies strength for the weak, He's available for the tempted and the tried". Just read it and decide for yourself.




My king is the King of the Jews
He’s the king Israel
He’s the king of Righteousness
He’s the king of the ages
He’s the king of heaven
He’s the king of glory
He’s the King of kings
and He’s the Lord of Lords
Do you know my King?
My King is a Sovereign King
No means of measure can define his limitless love
He’s enduringly strong
He’s entirely sincere
He’s eternally steadfast
He’s immortally graceful
He’s imperially powerful
He’s impartially merciful
Do you know Him as King?
He’s the greatest phenomenon that has ever crossed the horizon of this world
He’s God’s Son
He’s a sinner’s Savior
He’s the centerpiece of civilization
He’s unparalleled
He’s unprecedented
He’s the loftiest idea in literature
He’s the highest personality in philosophy
He’s the fundamental doctrine of true theology
He’s the only one qualified to be an all sufficient Savior
Do you see him as King?
He supplies strength for the weak
He’s available for the tempted and the tried
He sympathizes and he saves
He strengthens and he sustains
He guards and He guides
He heals the sick
He cleansed the lepers
He forgives sinners
He discharges debtors
He delivers the captive
He defends the feeble
He blesses the young
He serves the unfortunate
He regards the aged
He rewards the diligent
He beautifies the meager
Don’t you need to know him
He’s the key to knowledge
He’s the wellspring wisdom
He’s the doorway of deliverance
He’s the pathway of peace
He’s the roadway of righteousness
He’s the highway of holiness
He’s the gateway of glory
He is the one you need
His life is matchless
His goodness is limitless
His mercy is everlasting
His love never changes
His word is enough
His grace is sufficient
His reign is righteous
His yoke is easy and his burden is light
He is all in all
He‘s indescribable
He’s incomprehensible
He’s invincible
He’s irresistible
You can’t get him out of your mind
You can’t get him off of your hand
You can’t outlive him and You can’t live without him
The Pharisees couldn’t stand him
But they found out they couldn’t stop him
Pilate couldn’t find any fault in him
Herod couldn’t kill him
Death couldn’t handle him and
The grave couldn’t hold him
That's my King.
He is the King-Rev. S.M. Lockridge

Things I've Written

First off is a Descriptive Essay that I wrote about Nicaragua. Enjoy!!


The long plane ride is ending and you can't wait to land. It doesn't hit you at forst, bit you know the sight is going to be like something you've never seen before. As you walk off the plane and into the terminal, you beging to feel excitement. This is a whole new scene. The air is so hot when you walk outside. You feel as if you're going to dehydrate because the heat is so intense. When you get on the bus and ride down the street, you see people everywhere. You want to sleep because you feel your eyes dropping, but the sight of Managua amazes you! The houses are lines side by side with barbed wire all around them. The people are staring at you because of the lightness of your skin. You begin to feel a little startled when you've realized that this is nothing like your hometown. No matter how much you want to deny it, you're extremely excited.
On your forst night there, you feel nervous about meeting the peopl you'll be working with for the next four days. your nerves suddenly dissapear when you meet the children. You see their smiling faces and know that they are hapy. While working with the children, you don't notice that it is 113* F in the shade until you wipe the sweat off your face and it soaks your clothes. Not only do you not notice the heat, but you also don't notice the bugs. There are flies and mosquitoes all around. You don't notice anythign but the smiles on the children's faces.
While you're walking around in the barrios, a Nicaraguan neighborhood, doing surveys, you pass people making food for their families. The smell of the fresh good makes you hungry for lunch. The sun is schorching you and the coolness of your water is refreshing.
You become so accustomed to the heat, weather, and bugs that when it's time to go back to America, you don't want to go home. Yu want to take all the children with you because they have found a special place in your heart. You have learned to love them. As the music in the background is playing, "I hear the children crying from the lands. Is there anyone who will hold them by the hand", you begin to thank God for this experience and hope that you can go back someday.

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Secondly, we went and saw Cyrano de Bergerac at BJU. This is what I wrote for extra credit. (I got 20 bonus points!!)

Cyrano de Bergerac

Cyrano was the main character who is in love with his cousin, Roxane. He makes himself believe that no woman could ever love him because of his "enlarged" nose. When Roxane tells him about her love for another man, Christian, Cyrano, telling himself that he can never win his true love, decides to help Christian win her heart. In the meantime, Cyrano's enemy, de Guiche, "falls in love" with Roxane. He plans to marry her. One night while Roxane is on her balcony, Christian comes to see her and without Cyrano's help, he cannot woo her. She thinks that the man she loves does not love her back. Cyrano decides to help, but Christian wasn't quite understanding what Cyrano was saying. Cyrano put on Christian's cloak and hat and spoke to Roxane. Roxane, not knowing it was Cyrano talking, becomes convinced that Christian really does love ehr. That night Roxane and Christian are married. De Guiche comes to Roxan's house and when he finds that she has married Christian, he decides to send Christian and Cyrano to the front lines of war. Roxane is devastated. While the war is going on, she pays a visit to the front lines so if her husband dies, she will too. Cyrano has not yet told Christian that he (Christian) has written to Roxane everyday. Christian finds out that Cyrano is deeply in love with Roxane and tries to convince him to tell her. He refuses to and while Cyrano and Roxane ar etalking, Christian has gone to fight and ends up getting shot. While everyone is weeping over his tragety, Roxane sees the last letter from her husband. Roxane doesn't know that Cyrano wrote the letters. The last letter was covered with Christian's blood and Cyrano's tears. During the next fourteen or fifteen years, Cyrano would visit Roxane in the convent where she is living. He tells her all the news about what is happening in the town and about the people. Even now, she still does not know of his love for her. On Cyrano's final visit, he does not tell her about his wound and that this will be their final visit. He asks Roxane if he could read the last letter that Christian wrote to her and she gave it to him. He started to read the letter and then Roxane noticed that he was reading in the dark. He kept quoting the letter and she then realized that it is Cyrano that she fell in love with, not Christian. He still denies it. Le Bret, Cyrano's friend, came to the convent and tells Roxane that Cyrano is killing himself by being there. he then reveals his head wound. He dies after giving his final salute to the white plume in his hat, a symbol of his integrity.
I personally love the play. My favorite part is when Roxane finds out that Cyrano loves her. I think it is so romantic. My least favorite part is when Cyrano doed. (I actually cried at the end.) I love how thongs played out. You could see Cyrano's love for Roxane in almost every scene. I love the fact that things don't always happen the way we think they will. Like, Cyrano thought that Roxane would never fall for him, but in the end she did. He never gave her the chance to love him. We should learn from Cyrano's mistakes about love. God has a plan for us and we shouldn't try to change it or run from the truth by blaming something about ourselves.

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Lastly, I wanted to post my Sonnet (every line has to have 10 syllables) and my Prologue (has to have a rhyme scheme of *aabbccddeeff..... and so on) that I wrote.

Sonnet 1 (A Time to Choose)

It happened when they least expected it.
Two people thinking they would never fall
In love. They two just sat there for a bit
For no words could be said about it all.
And when they thought what would their parents think
Because they were so young and in love too.
It all hapened so fast they could not blink.
What would you do if this happened to you?
Sometimes it seems that this is far away
But do not fool yourself to think you might
Have time to waste your life from day to day,
The hour has come to wake and see the light.
It's time to make a choice about your life.
Don't let yourself become so full of strife.

Prologue

After completing four years of college,
She steps out into the world with lots of knowledge.
She's very successful in her life,
but very soon she'll become a wife.
She marries the man that's dear to her,
He loves her much, of that she's sure.
The big day comes when they much yield
Both of themselves to the mission field.
They're ready to go, there's no doubt about it,
And the country they're going to just seems to fit.
For many years they are out in service,
Sharing the love of Christ is their purpose.
After they come home, they'll go right back,
Because part of them missing, they know what they lack.
Serving God makes them happy
And full of joy, but they are not snappy.
They love their life, there's no other place
To continue to serve and run their race.



Hope y'all enjoy!!!!

It's my first blog!!!

Well, here I am! I'm not much of a writer, but I figured that as long as I have something to say, which most of the time I do, I might as well start writing it down. If I had to describe myself in 3 words, I would have to say: Random, Crazy, and Loud.

Random: I am probably one of the most random people you will ever meet. I mean it. I can go from one conversation straight to another one in matter of seconds. It amazes me how fast my mind really works. Sometimes though, I say things without thinking and it either comes out in a bad way or just plain funny. It's not like I really mean to. I'm just not a very good conversationalist. I can carry on a conversation as long as I don't do much talking. Sometimes, I just don't know what to say.

Crazy: I will pretty much do almost anything. My philosophy about life is that we're not guarenteed tomorrow, so go live. The only thing though, is to live in a way that is right in God's eyes. I hate when I hear people say that Christians live such a boring life because there are so many rules we have to follow. I honestly think we have more fun. Yes, we have our morals and boundaries, but that doesn't stop us from having fun. For some people, drinking and partying, and dooing drugs and stuff like that is fun, but me and my friends, we'll go to somone's house and play games. We'll go to the park and walk around and take pictures. We'll have cook-outs, play sports, go out to eat. We'll have fun at an amuzement park. Like I said, I think we have more fun because we're not drunk or totally out of the loop all the time (not saying that everyone in this world is like that).

Loud: OK.... anyone who knows me at all knows I am just naturally loud. It's all in my genes. I literally have to control myself when I get excited or mad. I mean, I can be in public and make strangers around me feel uncomfortable with how loud I am. It's crazy. The looks I get from people just make me realize that I am loud. I really am working on it though. I am trying my best not to be so loud. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't.

So, that's just a few things about me. I will definitely be writing more later as soon as something happens that's worth writing about or a random thought pops into my head or if I find something that encourages me while in my quiet time or at church. If you want, let me know what you think!